Shots, shots, shots! 

In my best Lil Jon voice. That’s how I feel today. But not the fun kind, instead the shot in your ass kind. Still keeping up with the blood thinner shots every 12 hours but added a steroid shot (in my butt!) to help with the little man’s lungs since he is coming 5 weeks early. I’ll go back tomorrow for another. Baby is looking good, measuring great, and kicking the crap out of my insides. 👍🏻

Other than that, today was nice. I felt like I am only preparing for another baby. Got my hospital bag packed, cleaned up some stuff around the house, hit up Trader Joe’s, put together the rocking chair in the nursery- thank you steroid shot. At least, I’m blaming that. I feel like one of those kids who takes Adderall to study, so focused 😳 And still wide awake.  Yikes. 

But this morning was the best. I was taking Harlon to the babysitter and I told him that he was getting a baby brother next week. And that soon after, mama would be a little sick. He didn’t say anything until I told him it was all going to be Okay. His response was a confident “Okay”. And I said “Okay”. I love that kid.  Good thing we are on the same page.  😉

Soundcloud link

Hell man, it only took me like 3 days to figure it out but I finally got it!  I was able to make a clickable link! Woot woot!

My very talented brother Joseph put a little something together for me and I love it so much I had to share. Click on the Soundcloud link on the sidebar to take a listen 💖

Here’s the plan

I am getting induced on September 12th. Chemotherapy will begin on September 22nd. My hope is that I can breastfeed on my left side for those days before chemo starts. After that, no more. I have come to terms with it but do feel a little guilty that I was able to breastfeed Harlon for 13 months. Things will be different for the new little man but he will be raised with the same love. And for that, I am thankful. 

Chemo will start once a week for 12 weeks and then we will switch meds and do once every 3 weeks for 4 cycles. After that, we are planning a mastectomy. 

Oh boy, woop woop! Here we go!